All in a name

For most of my life I have hated my name.

In college I tried to get friends to call me Cara.

Tiffany never seemed to fit,

so many called me Jennifer.

Most expected a ditzy, bimbo cheerleader.

Seems I like inversions:

Honor student, few boyfriends and

all black with combat boots.

Perhaps, maybe, a Nirvana cheerleader?

~~~

Or like in the movie Ted,

it was with dread

that Tiffany was #5 (i believe)

in the list of white trash names.

How lovely!

~~

In Greek Tiffany means “The Appearance of God,”

derived from Epiphany, yet for

so long it felt more like the disappearance.

Name hatred seemingly

reflected my feelings towards God.

 

~~~

For so long, God was a

four-letter word.

Goddess less painful.

Now I use God as interchangeable

for All: masculine and feminine.

Having a better acceptance of All that is,

and my role in the Divine Feminine.

~~~

While I’m finally learning

to accept even the darkest

parts of me, I am finally (somewhat)

surrendering into my name.

~~~

Still wishing my mom had

just gone with Tara. Seems

so much more fitting and

powerful…Terra, mother earth…

~~~

I know, I know, I am much

more than my name. Still

a fun game to imagine

if things would have been

the same with a different

first name!

~~~

Here’s a video that brings forth
a new meaning to Tiffany, I hope it makes you laugh, crazy!
Headphones, if at work, may be in order!

 

Namaste

__/|\__ Metta

2016.02.22

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